To Sing Frogs Chapter 44c

“Even though we’re far apart, I can feel you in my heart. And I believe, yes I believe, you’ll come for me,” the song began. Mike and Anya struggled to keep up with sharing the song in Russian and Spanish. They were successful enough to have everyone in tears while recalling days of loneliness and coming together. I closed my eyes and remembered Denney sitting on Amy’s lap while their hands floated up and down the keys of the upright piano at the Ussuryisk Baby Hospital. It was the first time I heard that music.

Yana cried at the chorus. For her and Marina it required no translation. “Yá tibyá lo bloo, Yá tibyá lo bloo, I love you.”

“It says ‘I love you’ in Russian and English,” Mike whispered to José-Manuel and Josephina.

Everyone wanted the words in their own language so the song played and paused, played and paused, while Amy wrote out the words in English. Then the translators went to work. Soon notebook papers revealed the lyrics in their entirety.

As the translators scribbled away Marina fulfilled a request by Sarah to write in the journal of her trip to Spain. When Anya finished with the song she provided the translation of Marina’s letter on the next page.

 

            We have wished for a long time and our dream came true. We finally met each other. We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Other children would forget each other during these years. We remembered, loved, and kept each other in our hearts. We prayed to be happy and to see each other again. They say dreams come true and our dream did! But unfortunately the dream did not disappear. We cannot be together all the time because we live so far apart from each other. Actually, we are very close to each other in our hearts and souls. We are close, no matter how far apart we are geographically. I want Sarah to remember me forever and I am going to remember her as well. She will be in my heart forever. I will be looking forward to our next meeting even though we are going to be older and will understand more of life.

                        I love you Sarah.

                                                                                                Best wishes from Marina

 

They would be older and know more of life. It was an inevitable tragedy waiting to occur. I hated that it would happen. But even the Yellow Monarch Butterfly comprehended there could be no other way.

Little Marina was an old soul.

 

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